Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1887-07-23

toward his place of business saw him sitting
in his buggy behind his two splendid horses.
knew he was awaiting me. So soon as he
saw me he cried:
Come, Gully you walk as If nothing was
to be done and you had q thousand years to
do it imp
In moment, for / was almost in run
when he chided $50, Twas by his side and
the horses were flying eastward again.
As we had suspected and ardently hoped,
the cobbler, finding that he would have to
return, did not go home that night.
1t was three o'clock in the morning when
Blake and l reached town on our return
from our nocturnal visit to the cobblers
cabin in the dark ravine. Nor did we essay
sleep. We were entirely too much wrought
up by what we had learned.
1t seemed as if the six hours between three
and nine, when the court was to meet, would
never pass. They did, however, slowly and
at length, and the court, the prosecutor, the
witnesses and the defendant, the latter still
calmly hopeless, were in their places.
The prosecutor announced that he was
through with the States evidence.
Blake with bloodless face and eyes shin
ing with strange light of victory sat by my
side Bending forward, 1 whispered to my
associate counsel:
"If you please, Mr.. Goodwin, 1 will
examine the witnesses for the defense"
you ought to; you are far better advised
than myself as to their evidence" he said as
we exchanged places.
"Let Mr.. Hagan take the standm l said
affecting, with poor success, voice of cool
indifference. The old man with haggard
and anxious expression of the eyes, common
with persons suffering from heart-disease
came forward.
Stepping quickly to his side took hold of
his right arm and lifting it so the jury could
observe it, said in a suppressed voice:
"This arm is ,citheredi How do you man
age to make and mend shoes with one hand2"
Instantly the sallow face took on the
aspect of death. Passing quickly to the other
side, l lifted his left arm.
"But here l went on, "you have an
uncommonly fine arm" And l drew the
sleeve above the elbow closely about it as
l cried: Look you, gentlemen of the jury,
here are the muscles of a gladiator-a Her
culesr' For l doubt if any present had
ever looked upon such an arm as / now
exhibited to the jury.
The witness sat speeches., the arteries in
his neck throbbing, while great beads of
sweat broke forth upon his brow and ran
down the seams of his face. His aspect was
pitiable; but was working for the life of
an innocent man, and must go forward.
| No objection was made to this rather I'M
usual mode of examination. Indeed, the
prosecutor and the court were not after inno-
cent blood, and, like everyone else, sat
eagerly awaiting events.
'Mr. Sheriff." went on, "bring me the
boot, exhibited in evidence yesterday" The
officer obeyed.
| "You mended this boot for the prisoner
three days before David Carr was muir
| dered2"
| And as 1 said this l beckoned to Blake,
who came forward, carrying parcel, wrap
ped in a newspaper.
The witness answered by a nod, for he was
| speechless
Quickly unrolling Blake's package, l con-
| fronted him with shoe.
when did you mend this"
The answer was groan. And the witness
| sat staring, as if transfxed at the sole of a
shoe of the left foot. bearing every detail OF
the sole of Doty's left boot! The round
patch on the ball, thetriangular patch on the
heel-top, the large, square-headed tacks in
the patch on the heel, the row of smaller